In American comics, drawing cards reveals wave-particle duality

The scorpion struggled to get up, his modified mechanical tail glowing coldly in the moonlight.

The poison needle at the tail end contains a deadly neurotoxin - this is his last trump card, a killer weapon that can kill with one strike.

Ten meters away, Jonathan was still fighting a one-sided battle with the Rhino Man...

Thinking of this, Scorpion made up his mind.

Take advantage of the moment... and strike!

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

The scorpion's mechanically enhanced vision system worked frantically, calculating the optimal angle of attack.

The tail adjusted its position silently, moving slowly along the ground, and the liquid in the poison needle made a slight buzzing sound under high pressure.

It's now!

Scorpion suddenly pulled the trigger hidden in his palm.

With the whistling sound of compressed air being released, his mechanical tail shot out like an arrow.

The sharp poison needle cut through the air, leaving a blurry silver line in the air, pointing directly at Jonathan's unprotected back.

This attack was extremely fast, so fast that ordinary humans could not react at all.

However, at the moment of stabbing the target, the scorpion felt a creepy sense of disobedience -

The needle in his tail seemed to have pierced into a ball of empty fog, or into some indescribable strange substance.

There is no physical tactile feedback.

But before he could react, Jonathan, who was pinching the rhino's neck, suddenly twisted his body at an impossible angle, with a playful look in his eyes.

"Sun Thief... a sneak attack, huh?"

Under the moonlight, Scorpion clearly saw that the opponent's arm was undergoing some horrifying changes.

The muscles and bones flowed and reorganized like liquid, dark scaly patterns appeared on the surface of the skin, and the entire arm turned into a hideous blade in the blink of an eye.

"Shh-"

The blow came fast and hard.

The sound of air being torn was still echoing in his ears, and the mechanical tail that the scorpion was so proud of had been neatly cut off.

There was no deformation or tearing at the cut, and it was as smooth as if it had been processed by a plasma cutter.

Broken circuits and hydraulic lines sprayed out fluorescent blue liquid mixed with venom, drawing a parabola in the air.

"Whizzing--"

The scorpion didn't even have time to feel the pain before Jonathan approached it.

The face that always had a weird smile on it was now so close to Scorpion that he felt an unprecedented fear.

He tried to step back, but his legs seemed to be nailed to the ground.

"Don't go... buddy, I haven't had enough fun yet..."

Jonathan's slender fingers slowly opened, and Scorpion watched as the fingers reached towards his mask, but he was powerless to offer any resistance.

The cold fingertips penetrated the specially made composite mask like a piece of thin paper.

With a "crack", accompanied by the sound of metal and bone breaking, the mask shattered.

Among the broken fragments, the scorpion's true appearance was exposed in the moonlight - it was a face that had been distorted by fear beyond human form.

His eyeballs almost bulged out of their sockets, his mouth was wide open but no sound came out, and every muscle on his face was twitching uncontrollably.

The tentacles behind Jonathan began to operate in self-service mode.

The mechanical scorpion's armor was peeled off piece by piece, accompanied by the loud sound of metal tearing, exposing the fragile mechanical internal organs underneath.

"click, click"

The sound of mechanical armor being dismantled was endless.

The sound of shattering made the scorpion's body tremble violently.

His nervous system had long been deeply connected with the mechanical armor, and the pain at this moment was amplified several times, striking directly at his soul.

Jonathan extended his index finger and tapped lightly on the scorpion's exposed mechanical innards.

The finger suddenly deformed and turned into a slender black tentacle, which drilled into the scorpion's body like a greedy snake.

"what--!"

The scorpion finally let out a shrill scream.

He could clearly feel the tentacle moving inside his body, touching every sensitive neuron point.

"Interesting... man, your fear is pure."

Jonathan's eyes gradually turned pure black, with the scorpion's distorted face reflected in his pupils.

"Guess what nerve I'm touching right now?"

The tentacles gently hooked inside the scorpion.

Instantly, the scorpion's left arm began to twitch uncontrollably, and a blue light like electric current burst out from the junction of the machinery and flesh.

The facial muscles began to spasm and the eyeballs became almost bloodshot.

It felt like someone was scraping his bone marrow bit by bit with a rusty knife.

"It feels so good..."

Jonathan took a deep breath in ecstasy, as if he was tasting some delicious delicacy.

It was pure fear energy filling up the body, a long-lost feeling of power expansion...

The next second, more tentacles stretched out from behind Jonathan and wrapped around every inch of the scorpion's body.

Some were wrapped around his throat.

As the tentacles were distorted by the energy of fear, dense barbs appeared on their surfaces, piercing into the flesh bit by bit in the rhythm of their wriggling.

“No…don’t…”

Scorpion's voice had become hoarse and his consciousness was beginning to blur, but Jonathan had no intention of letting him lose consciousness so quickly.

"Shh-"

As fear slowly overflowed, in the scorpion's eyes, Jonathan's body began to change, and flowing black lines appeared on the surface of his skin, like living ink.

His smile became more and more distorted, and the contours of his face became blurred, as if he was about to shed his human disguise.

Just as the scorpion was about to fall into the kaleidoscope-like ultimate fear, a huge illusion suddenly rushed out and snatched the scorpion from Jonathan's hands.

"Grandma Li's..."

Noticing that his nutrients had been stolen, Jonathan looked around.

At this moment, a strange green mist suddenly appeared in the air.

Mysterio's figure emerged from the artificial fog, the projection device on his chest kept flashing a faint light, and the holographic projection made his cloak look like it was moving without wind.

Circles of sophisticated nanorobots hover in the air, creating a mysterious visual effect.

"You are indeed very strong..."

His voice came through the voice changer, with a hint of arrogance.

"But what's the point of brute force in the face of perfect visual deception?"

"Fuck...Is this a show-off that's happening to me?"

Jonathan's mouth curled up slightly.

Then don't blame me for being ruthless...

"Hey, good guy, there's no place for you on Broadway... and you come to me to try to make yourself felt?"

The mysterious man moved his hands quickly, seemingly forming seals, but in fact he was controlling the holographic projectors hidden everywhere in the street.

The streets instantly twisted and deformed, and the nanorobots coordinated with the projections to make the buildings look like flowing melted candles.

On the ground, carefully arranged mechanisms sprayed out special smoke, which, under the effect of holographic projection, seemed to open up countless giant mouths full of fangs.

However, Jonathan did not move at all. The symbiote formed a thin film in front of his eyes, constantly adjusting the frequency of his visual perception.

Although he himself has extremely strong five-body perception ability, there is a ready-made peripheral here...would be wasted if he didn't use it.

The symbiote is very sensitive to frequency and air resonance.

"That's it?"

Black tentacles flashed and stabbed at Mysterio, but pierced through his figure.

Well, one of the holograms.

The real Mysterio took cover from the smoke and quietly appeared behind Jonathan. The energy projector on his chest was ready to go, with dark blue plasma swirling in the barrel.

But at the moment when the plasma beam was about to hit, Jonathan's body twisted strangely again, seemingly torn into several pieces but instantly reassembled.

"The craftsmanship is good."

Jonathan's voice echoed in the space.

"As expected of a Hollywood gold medal special effects artist, but... "

He turned around suddenly, with a hint of teasing in his eyes.

"You are so pretentious that you are even taking it to your father's head."

Before he finished speaking, countless black tentacles burst out from the ground and weaved into a giant net.

Mysterio tried to activate the teleportation device to dodge, but found that the tentacles were able to capture the heat energy signature emitted by the energy device on his body.

The symbiote flowed along the tentacles and gradually covered Mysterio's high-tech battle suit.

The expensive equipment began to shake violently, the LED lights on the surface flashed wildly, and various defense systems ran at full power, trying to resist the invasion of the symbiote.

However, the struggle was in vain, as the black substance penetrated into every circuit board like a virus.

Mysterio's holographic disguise gradually collapsed, revealing a combat suit full of electronic components underneath.

"have to say."

Jonathan continued his review.

"Your special effects are really impressive. If it was shown in a movie theater, it would definitely win an Oscar."

The next second, Jonathan directly located Mysterio's real body through the symbiote and flashed over at an extremely fast speed.

But at this moment, a sharp howl came from the sky.

The vulture swooped down wearing a special wing suit flying device, and its two mechanical wings sprayed out two plasma beams, heading straight for Jonathan.